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Hell Yeah, Hatred

  • Date Submitted: 02/28/2011 03:15 AM
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February 26, 2011

Hell Yeah, HATRED. X(

It’s normal for people to hate others. But you know what’s abnormal? Hating people when you know they’ve never done anything bad to you. I don’t know why but I always feel that way. I often get irritated, insecure, jealous and angry with people. Just for example, I hate my best friend’s best friend.

In my sixth grade, my best friend was always with me. Even though at times I tend to hate her because of her somehow “flirty” actions but I just get used to it. For her first year in High School, she had to transfer to another school because of her and her parents’ issue. Things went hard at first because I knew I was going to miss her so much but thank God for Internet, I was able to get in touch with her.

As I said earlier, I often get jealous. Even the simplest things would make me feel that way. Just like this time, it’s as if I have been traded up for someone else. She had another best friend in her school which made me jealous because I thought I was the only one.

      Whenever she’s chatting with me on Facebook, I keep on getting less and less interested of her being because all she blabbers about if her best friend. It makes me sad because it gives me the idea that, “Hey, I’m your best friend too you know! Care to think of my feelings?” Well yeah, so that’s why I hate her new best friend in that school. I feel that she’s getting the attention that’s supposed to mine.

I don’t know why I feel this way though. It’s probably because I miss the old elementary days we had. By the end of everyday, I always keep in mind that I should never be angry of her new best friend but instead, I should be happy because she found someone that she could get along with in her school. Although always I thought that person would be me, she always said that I could never be replaced.

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